old man Wrigley living that white house down the street where I grew up my mama used to send me over with that struck a friendship it's been a few out on his own horse one said he was in a war in a name lost his wife lost his baby I broke down and I asked him what how you keep going crazy he said I see my son and wife just a little I asked him what it means he looked at me and smiled and said I raised my hands I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red they tell me that it's more to life than just what I can see Oh few years later I was over college talking on the phone to my mom one night getting all caught up in the gossip of a small town line she said oh by the way child old man Wrigley has died later on that night I'm late there thinking back I thought about a couple of long lost summers I didn't know whether to cry or laugh you see if there was ever anybody who deserved to the other side it'll be that's sweet old man look me in the eye I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red they tell me that it's more to life than just what I can see Oh I can't pull the book chop the off the book and you can't tell me it all leaves in a slow ride in a hurry I know I'm more and more convinced the longer that I live and all this can be no it can't be it can't be all there is I've thrown my hat thrown my hat I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red they tell me that it's more to life than just what I can see Oh I believe Oh I Lord I Oh I Lord I still believe Oh Because I've been through I still believe Yes I do I believe Yeah Oh Lord I Lord I Oh I still believe